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Stuck in the mix, mix pills, yeah, 'cause I love it (phew, yeah)
Forty-five seconds, you in and you out for a dozen (phew)
Yeah, and this money too far, gonna save that ♥♥♥♥, I won't touch it (yeah)
Back off a shot, gon' break, kick back like buckets
Snappin' the fakes in my circle like Kit-Kat does it
I can take your lil' ♥♥♥♥♥ if I want to, yeah, but I doesn't (but I doesn't)
I just chopped up the G65
Took it straight out the shop, take it back to my house (woo)
They ask how the hell I make money
I couldn't even tell 'em 'cause I don't know how (rah)
Turn up that bih' 'til it blazin', yeah
Turn up the bih' 'til it bounce (yeah)
We too far gone, couldn't save that ♥♥♥♥
So Perc'd out, yeah, on the couch (yeah, yeah)